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"Good, good, good. You are indeed arrogant!"

Old Master Xue was so angry that he said "good" three times in a row as he trembled and pointed at Lin Feng.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant!" The anger that was suppressed in Xue Yong's heart completely exploded, he clenched his teeth and roared, then turned his gaze to the old man beside him and bowed, "Old Meng, please."

"Don't worry, I'll let you deal with him after I take him." Old Meng nodded and walked out.

He was a Feng Shui Master who had mastered the way of cultivation, in his opinion, taking care of Lin Feng was just a small matter.

"Sir Meng …." Xue Wu subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he didn't have the courage to say the word.

"Little Wu, don't worry. We'll take care of this brat in a bit. You can do whatever you want with your revenge." Old Meng had obviously misunderstood Xue Wu's intentions.

Hearing that, Xue Wu could only nod his head and sigh regretfully.

"This is an existence that can defeat Master Peng in one move, how can it be compared with ordinary people? Even Sir Meng is not a match for him!"

"In our entire Xue Clan, perhaps only Duroc can try to suppress this boy."

Regret in his heart, he nervously whispered to himself. He really wanted to tell these words to his father and grandfather, but no matter what he could not say.

At this point, he could only keep it a secret. Otherwise, he would be completely crippled if he spoke of it …

Until now, Xue Wu could still clearly remember Lin Feng's god-like attack, how powerful was Master Peng, a person who had truly mastered a cultivation method, could summon out Baleful Yin Force for his own use, but Lin Feng was strong enough to defeat Master Peng in one move!

Old Meng was even inferior to the Master Peng, so how could he be a match for Lin Feng? After all, even the heaven defying Duroc beside his grandfather was only half a step into perfection!

"When I return, I really should tell my father and grandfather the truth." With that thought, Xue Wu's heart was filled with regret.

Elder Meng stood out and coldly stared at Lin Feng, "Brat, today, this old man will come to take you in.

"You talk big, but I'm afraid your strength is quite lacking!" Lin Feng laughed in disdain, "You don't allow conflict with the Xue Clan? "What a joke. All I know is that today, you and the Xue Clan only have two choices. Give me the money or I will flatten you and the Xue Clan."

He could tell at a glance how strong Elder Meng was. When he mastered the cultivation method, he was even weaker than Master Peng.

Furthermore, not to mention Elder Meng, even the strongest Duroc who had a cultivation at the peak of half-step into perfection would be able to easily destroy his opponent with a wave of his hand if he wanted to.

"You won't die until it's too late. Boy, let me show you how powerful I am from now on."

Elder Meng scolded angrily. Lin Feng's disregard for him made him extremely dissatisfied and angry.

"See how powerful you are? With just you? "

"What a joke, you're not worthy at all!"

Lin Feng sneered.

As the sound of his voice faded, he immediately made his move.

Quiet as a maiden moving, he moved like a rabbit. His speed was extremely fast, and the force of his punch was even more vigorous.

"Boom!"

Master Meng never thought that Lin Feng would attack him without any warning. Although a Master Cultivator could display a strong power through his techniques, as long as they did not get close to him, they could crush cultivators at the same cultivation level.

However, their bodies were very weak. With old man Meng's mastery of the cultivation method, even if it was a martial artist who was at the initial stage of inner strength, a single punch would be enough to break their bones.

The sound of ribs breaking sounded out continuously. Old Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, his head tilted to the side as he fainted.

"Bastard, what kind of ability is a sneak attack?" Xue Yong roared.

"As long as you win." Lin Feng smiled faintly, not caring in the slightest.

The strongest person in the Xue Clan was the old man beside Old Master Xue. There was no need to waste time on Master Meng.

"You, you …" Xue Yong was so angry that his fingers trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"What about me? Let's continue." Lin Feng waved his hand, signalling to Xue Yong not to waste time.

"Large success of inner strength. I didn't expect you to be a large success of inner strength. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant at such an age. You are indeed brave."

Although Lin Feng's attack just now was a sneak attack, with his speed and strength right there, Old Meng, who had mastered his cultivation method, had no chance of dodging at all. At the very least, it could only be done by a martial artist who had mastered his inner strength.

"So what if my inner strength has matured …" Lin Feng scoffed.

"Such good words, you are really arrogant!" Old Xue laughed coldly before stopping. He said in a sinister manner, "You have already mastered your inner strength at such a young age. You have indeed greatly exceeded my expectations. If you provoke our Xue Clan, forget about reaching Large Success of your inner strength, even if you use Peak of inner strength, there will only be death waiting for you. "

"Is that so?" Lin Feng continued without a care.

"Duroc, please." The Old Master Xue did not waste his breath, he turned around and looked at the Duroc beside him.

This was their Xue Clan's Sea Freezing Needle, a true Feng Shui Grandmaster. He was at the peak of his cultivation and was only half a step away from the peak of his mastery.

Originally, they had planned to not expose themselves until they attacked the Dong Anluo Clan, using them as their trump card. However, today, they were forced to reveal themselves in advance by a brat who had barged into the Xue Clan's courtyard.

"Don't worry, since I have been invited by the Old Master Xue, I will naturally help the Xue Family resolve their difficulties."

The Duroc lightly nodded, his gaze turning to Lin Feng as though he was looking down from above:

"Boy, I admit that you do have some skills, but you are only a martial artist at the Large Success of your inner strength."

"Old Meng was only careless. He was caught off guard and was defeated by you in one strike. Otherwise, with your inner strength at the Mastery Stage, as long as you don't get close to him, you won't be his match."

"Forget it. Today, I shall let you experience the true power of a cultivator."

Duroc was a true cultivator, and had already reached the peak of the cultivation realm. With the strength of a half-step into perfection and the immense power of his techniques, as long as they were not closed to ten meters from him, he could completely suppress him.

"Void Formation, bind yourself in a cocoon."

Duroc stretched out both of his hands and lightly tapped the air with his dry fingers. Every time he tapped lightly, a trace of Qi threads seemed to form in the air, and in a few seconds, when he stopped, the Qi threads would interweave and form air net s.

The air net was extremely dense, and just like a huge fish net that floated above Lin Feng's head, it completely enveloped him.

"Stupid!"

Duroc opened his mouth to exhale a breath of air, and the intertwined air net s in the air shrouded towards Lin Feng, as if they were a huge fishnet that was being planned, wanting to completely envelop Lin Feng within.